back to the past

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I was just 15 when it happend. I didn't know what was going on. It was dark and i was younger out of my bed with a blind fold over my eyes. Now im on my hand and knees and moving to the rhythm of whoever is thrusting me from behind. It hurts and it was for so long and can't tell what time it is. He flips me over and goes inside me then i see who it is. It's my father. I can't scream i can't cry. All i can do it look at him and think to myself why is he doing this to me.
"You better then your momma girl."
Then i start to cry

I don't want to eat anymore i don't want to sleep anymore. Im constantly watching my back. I can't do anything anymore. Im no longer me. He took Taylor away now im sombody i don't know. Now im a victim. Victim of a crime of sin. He walks these halls everyday after that night and all i see is the old me following after him as if she's trapped in his grasp.

Month's go by and i start to feel feel sicker and sicker everyday. I start throwing up in the mornings too. My stomach starts to get bigger too. Im pregnant. By that monster. I'll hate this child because it came from that rapest. I told my mom and all she did was yell and scream at me
"YOU SLEPT WITH MY MAN!!! YOU ARE A WHORE, I BIG FAT WHORE, I HATE YOU, ILL  KILL YOU FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE"
Like it's my fault that this happend. I didn't ask for any of this. 

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